Ace Matthews and Corsario's Rise of the Runelords

Game Master Corsario

Welcome to the game!
Dawn on the first day of Autumn brings a gathering frenzy to the town of Sandpoint, perched on the Varisian coast. Travellers and gypsies, entertainers and merchants speed themselves across country roads to the town. Bunting is hung, houses are busily scrubbed and polished to a gleam, and the early risers among the town turn themselves out to look around. Old residents and new arrivals set up stalls of food, craffs, clothes and attractions. Such is the beginning of the Swallowtail festival.

In the north-east of town in front of a brand-new stone ediface, a small crowd gathers to hear the welcoming speeches. In the south, caravans offer breakfasts of sausage, fruits and fine Korvosan pastries. To the west, Ameiko Kaijitsu hammers a hefty banquet table in front of her inn into place and directs food and drink to be laid out and covered in readiness. At a northern field attached to the town, gypsy caravans set up attractions and games to pull coin from festival-goers.

Please describe yourselves and what you are doing in the festival.

Xullra steps off of her wagon and rolls her shoulders. She pays the wagon driver and waves him on before looking around. She had spent three days in that wagon from Magnimar to see what all the fuss about the Swallowtail festival was, and she wasn't disappointed. The scent of hot food catches her attention and she begins to stroll the tables sampling a bit of everything, happy to stretch her legs and get some good food in her belly. Now if only there were a table set up with a sweet rose wine.

"Where did he get too...?"

Trying to type smaller text, Since Gary mostly whispers but the code won't do it.....eh screw it.

Gary meandered lazily around the fair. Glancing at different stands and such. He seems to have lost track of his walking muscle of a friend. A sigh of exasperation escapes his lips.

I didn't expect this today....eh he will be fine....I hope.... Gary shrugs, deciding it's to much trouble to keep wandering around looking for Bab, so he turns his attention to the table of food. He was feeling quite peckish so he takes whatever they are willing to give. It isn't until after the third person seems to stare extra long at him that he realizes that he may stand out a bit with all of his fancy stuff.

I hope no one tries to rob me....that would be a bummer.

Also I wish to clarify that Gary has done 3/4s of his morning ritual. Spent 2 1st level spells to get Magic fang (Bite/+1 to attack and damage) and Mage armor. (+4 AC.) Then whatever spell slot Greater magic fang is for a boost to claws. (claws get a +3 bonus to attack and damage. it's plus 1 each 4 levels.) All these last Hours per level Just wanted to say those are active so it doesn't come up later and look like I'm cheesing in the middle of a fight I won't do the last step, transforming because I am in town and not in danger so yeah lol

You both find a table in the Rusty Dragon Inn, where Ameiko Kaijitsu serves the best Rose wine and roasted meat of the region.

A bar? Heh B's probably somewhere around here....Maybe should look for him...

Gonna take a 10 on perception to get 43 to see if anyone interesting is around, weather it be bab or anyone who stands out.

Xullra places an order with whoever seems to be taking them and sets up at a corner table that affords a good view of the entrance.

I will also be taking 10 on Perception for anything of interest, though my 25 seems woefully inadequate in the face of Gary's 43.

Cap is happy wandering about the festivities. He runs a hand through his Shaggy hair and proceeds to hook a turkey leg from a vendor stand. He looks about for something to do, and passes over several goofy contests to find a group of kids making their own fun. He picks up a gnarled stick and jumps in the midst of their game of guards versus goblins. "Arr! I'm the troll that protects these gobbies! I'm gonna eat you all for lunch!" The kids were surprised for a moment, but fell right into their roles against the new challenger and began chasing him about with his antics and swordplay.

After a few minutes, Cap wasn't watching where he was going and his forehead met roughly with the elbow of a very large barbarian.
Hint hint pleaseplayalongpleaseplayalong xD

Imma go ahead and do some RP with Xullra so we can have some action until BAB posts lol.

Gary Scans the room and begins to get uncomfortable. So many people around him that he doesn't know. He isn't worried that he can't protect himself but how much trouble it would be to do so. Unfortunately getting used to a big Barbarian solving such problems seems to have weakened gary's socialization abities in groups.

Eventually however his eyes fall upon Xullra. An adventurer? Seems strong, may be a good idea to make friends, after all the last time I did this I met BAB...that didn't end badly....okay Gary social mode turn on...!

Gary gets up from his seat and walks to the Table Xullra is at and seats himself two seats from her. He smiles his small smile before she can speak.

"I'm sorry to impose, You look like your like me. An outsider, not to mean any offense." Gary scratches his head. "I don't do well in crowds and get this paranoid feeling when I'm alone. So wanna make a deal? Pretend to be a pal or guard or something and I'll pay for your drinks and such....At least until my friend arrives, which should happen eventually." His words are soft and his request is both odd and kinda awkward. A part of him is even expecting her to refuse. After all it only now dawns on Gary this sounds really deaperate.....Though that isn't necessarily innacurate.

Wow I realize writing for him that he is really awkward without his Barbarian buddy around....and without his suit summon lol

Xullra drains her mug and sets it loudly on the table. She cocks her head at Gary, but smiles nonetheless.

"Well, you aren't the first guy to offer to buy my drinks today, but you actually don't seem to be trying to get under my skirt. Sure, I'll keep you company. What's your name, hon?"

Gary looks a bit surprised.

"Ah...Well my name is Gary woodrow. I....well....I guess you could say I am a sidekick of sorts....." Gary scratches his head, but then glances back to the women.

"Um what about you?" He glances around but looks back to her.

Xullra laughs, a soft tinkling sound.

"Sidekick? Sounds to me like you've got some self-esteem issues in addition to your social awkwardness."

She smiles warmly.

"Xullra Ahep. So what is it that makes you feel like a sidekick in your own life?"

This is the long version, if you want to skip it, go down to the short one.

The Swallowtail Festival
The Swallowtail Festival begins promptly, as scheduled, on the first day of autumn. The square before the church quickly becomes crowded as locals and travelers arrive, and several merchant tents featuring food, clothes, local crafts, and souvenirs are there to meet them.

The turnout for the opening speeches is quite respectable, and the four keynote speakers each deliver short but well-received welcomes to the festival. Mayor Deverin’s friendly attitude and excitement prove contagious as she welcomes visitors to town and jokes about how even Larz Rovanky, the local tanner (and notorious workaholic) managed to tear himself away from the tannery to attend, much to everyone’s but Larz’s amusement. Sheriff Hemlock brings the crowd down a bit with his dour mood, his reminder to be safe around the evening’s bonfire, and his request for a moment of silence to remember those who lost their lives in the fire that claimed the town’s previous church five years ago. Fortunately, Cyrdak Drokkus is more than up to the challenge of bringing the crowd’s mood back up with his rousing anecdotes as he delivers a not-completely-irreverent recap of the long process the town went through to finance and construct the new cathedral. He throws in a bit of self-promotion at the end, as is his wont, inviting everyone to stop by the Sandpoint Theater the following evening to check out his new production of “The Harpy’s Curse,” revealing that the lead role of Avisera the harpy queen will be played by none other than the famous Magnimarian diva Allishanda! Finally, Father Zantus steps up give a short speech thanking everyone for coming before declaring the Swallowtail Festival underway.

At noon, Father Zantus and his acolytes wheel a large covered wagon into the square, and after recounting the short parable of how Desna first fell to earth and was nursed back to health by a blind child who she transformed into an immortal butterfly as a reward for her aid, they pull aside the wagon’s cover, releasing the thousand children of Desna—a furious storm of a thousand swallowtail butterflies that swarm into the air in a spiraling riot of color to a great cheer from the crowd. Throughout the rest of the day, children futilely chase butterflies, never quite quick enough to catch them.

Lunch is provided free, at the expense of Sandpoint’s taverns. Each brings its best dishes—this event is a marketing push by the taverns as much to win new customers as it is to feed a hungry crowd. It soon becomes apparent that the darling of the lunch is, once again, Ameiko Kaijitsu, whose remarkable curry-spiced salmon and early winterdrop mead easily overshadow the other offerings, such as the Hagfish’s lobster chowder or the White Deer’s peppercorn venison.

Finally, as the sun begins to set, Father Zantus takes the central podium, uses a thunderstone to attract everyone's attention, and clears his throat as he prepares to recite the Prayer of First Dreaming. Unfortunately, the thunderstone's detonation is also the prearranged trigger for the goblins, who have slowly been infiltrating the town while its citizens are merrily distracted.

A sharp retort, like the crack of distant thunder, slices through the excited crowd as the sun's setting rays paint the western sky. A stray dog that has crawled under a n earby wagon to sleep starts awake, and the buzz of two dozen conversations quickly hushes as all heads turn toward the central podium, where a beaming Father Zantus has taken the stage. He clears his throat, takes a breath to speak, and suddenly a woman's scream slices through the air. A few moments later, another scream rises, then another. Beyond them, a sudden surge of strange new voices rises high-pitched, tittering shrieks that sound not quite human . The crowd parts and something low to the ground races by, giggling with disturbing glee as the stray dog gives a pained yelp and then collapses with a gurgle, its throat cut open from ear to ear. As blood pools around its head, the raucous sound of a strange song begins, chanted from shrill, scratchy voices.

The Gobling Song
Goblins chew and goblins bite.
Goblins cut and goblins fight.
Stab the dog and cut the horse,
goblins eat and take by force!

Chase the baby, catch the pup.
Bonk the head to shut it up.
Bones be cracked, flesh be stewed,
we be goblins! you be food!

The Short Version
The are dozen of Goblins running amok the festival!
Go get them! There are enough for everyone.
Would be hard to use Area of Effect spells as there are town people running scared also!
You can describe the effect of your attacks or spells. Feel free to roll the Goblins Saving Throws.

Goblins
AC 16, HP 6, Fort +3, Ref +2, Will –1

Gary shirts at Xullra.

"Well I don't know of its a lack of confidence or anything. I'm just used to being the helper. As for confidence when I have my suit I usually feel better, but Infant wear it in town unless there is some sort of dan-" Gary's quiet voice is cut off by the ensuing chant of the goblins. He perks up and goes outside to see the commotion.

I assume that Xullra is also going to see what the commotion is. So in that assumption. Gary sighs at all the goblins. He didn't exactly wanna fight today or cause an problem.....But he is gonna have to get his suit on.....

"I am gonna get my suit on...." Gary turns on puts his hood on and moves a bit away from Xullra and casts Makers call! Gary's body starts to become covered on a scaly skin as he begins to transform....

Into a large batlike Dragon creature. His claws scratch the ground as he grows to a large size, wings stretch wide. His fangs large and imposing and his slit eyes piercing.....Until His face goes back to looking quite bored, his bodily lazily leaning down to greet her, snorting at a few invariably confuse goblins and scared townsfolk.

"This feels better..." Gary leans his new dragonlike back towards Xullra. "These goblins are ruining the festival.....wanna give an hell from above." While his voice is still low and quiet he seems significantly more confident now that he is a large, batlike Dragon thing.

Many of the townspeople scream at the "dragon" appearance.
"A dragon! Help! Run!"
They panic and start running away from Gary.
Many Goblins, surprised and with enormous mouths open, run following them, screaming in their language.

Barbarian's elbow bonks a certain troll, and he turned to say something to him. He gets as far as "EH? OH. PERSON AM BUMPING ELBOW. OR AM MAYBE--"

--Before the goblins show up with a catchy song. Luckily, Barbarian is not perturbed by their song or the chaos, so he takes a moment to finish what he was saying.

"--TROLL BUMPING ELBOW? THAT AM UNIMPORTANT. WHAT AM IMPORTANT AM THAT NO HARM AM DONE, AND ALSO NO FOU--"

It is here that a goblin, having cleverly weaved his way through the group, decides to stab the Barbarian in the side with one of his swords.

Goblin attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

It fails to successfully find purchase as its sword pings off of Barbarian's chain shirt, leading Barbarian to point at it and look at the man who was playing with the kids before.

"AM THIS GUY WITH YOU? BARBARIAN UNDERSTAND THAT SOMETIMES GAMES TODAY AM PHOTOREALISTIC, AM NOT WANTING ACCIDENTALLY SMASH PERSON WHO AM HAVING FUN."

Xullra, somehow, is completely unperturbed by Gary's transformation.

"Sidekick my ass! If you're offering for me to ride a man...or dragon man...or maybe you're just a dragon?...through the sky to lay waste to foolish goblins en masse, I'm totally in. Where's the best place for me to sit?"

Her eyes are alight with excitement. It might be intimidating. ^_^

Gary adjusts himself to where he is laying down and one of his wings is lowered like a set of stairs to a perch on his back. The perch seems to be made perfectly to fit someone, even with a spot to hold on to.

"I can adjust the fit of the perch on my back to be the most comfortable fit for you. At the moment it might feel big since the guy im usually hauling into combat is quite large. Feel free to use the wing to get up, you won't hurt it." Gary, used to being a mount, is happy at how receptive Xullra is to cooperate. After all Gary could just walk around flicking these goblins about, but to him that would be less enjoyable.

Anyone else?

Waiting to see what Ace posts and if Xullra does indeed get on Gary's back for some hilarious fly by shenanigans lol.

Xullra climbs on without hesitation.

"Hit it."

As Gary lifts off into the sky, Xullra looks down to pick her targets.

Okay, My minimum successful attack roll (2 on a d20) with Gravity Blast is 18. I only miss these gobbies on a 1. Minimum damage is 18. More than enough to kill any gobbie I hit. Now for the fun part. Pulling Infusion costs me 1 burn. It let's me make a Pull combat maneuver on anything I hit with my blast to pull it 5 feet toward me. My minimum successful CMB for this is 17. I can increase the distance a hit enemy is pulled by 5 feet for each additional point of burn I accept. Infusion Specialization reduces the total burn cost of my infusions by 3. Supercharge allows me to Gather Power as a move action to reduce the burn cost by 2. Total burn reduction = 5. Pulling infusion increased four times would cost 5 burn for a total cost of zero burn. Therefore, since I'm riding a dragon through the air, I can move action Gather Power and standard action blast a gobbie which will be pulled 25 feet toward me. In the air. Because I'm flying. ^_^

Xullra lets out a blast of gravity which hits a goblin, killing it and flinging its corpse 25 feet into the air. She repeats this until it is no longer amusing (i.e. When there are no more gobbies).

It would take quite some time, with dozens of Goblins running around...
Let's see what the others do meanwhile.

Well as for gary

Gary's perch seems to mold into a perfectly fitting saddle, he doesn't launch himself until Xullra is perfectly situated. Then when she is ready he proceeds to launch himself airborne with great force.

He circles the main hotspots of goblins, catching whatever goblins fly close and dropping them like rocks in more dense groups of the little bastard. He doesn't make any dramatic turns or anything, after all this is probably Xullras first Dragon right, no need to do anything dangerous. Gary seems content as he hisses out a chuckle. at this height is also should not be hard for BAB to notice Gary/battybat.

Basically Gary is throwing goblin corpses at the other goblins. Feel free to make that as comedic as possible lol

"Hmm? nope. That's a goblin. Might as well squish it." Cap draws a dagger and walks towards a few other gobbies.

I'm almost done spending my gold but I know that they literally can't hit me or be missed by me except on a nat 1.

20d20 ⇒ (9, 13, 12, 1, 14, 12, 7, 13, 4, 16, 6, 20, 16, 10, 16, 7, 19, 14, 15, 9) = 233

One miss and two crit. K. Here we go.

Cap skips about as if he were still playing the game with the kids. He feigns fear at the first, and promptly sticks it with it's own dogslicer. (Parry and riposte flavor) The next couple he squares up as if facing real opponents, then makes fun of them as they repeatedly miss him. Once they were both laying impaled, Cap got a bit flustered in the running crowd and ended up skewering an ugly doll instead of a goblin. free shot: 1d20 ⇒ 10 Didn't think so... He stabbed the Goblin on his dagger and made a vicious twist, spraying blood everywhere. After a few more kills, one particularly gruesome, he looks up and sees Gary. "A dragon! Help! Run!... Oh wait maybe I should be the help..." He steps up onto a cart in the middle of the square, pulling a sword seemingly out of a pocket of his coat. He leaps high and cleaves the goblin that was up there in two from head to between the legs. That's the last crit. With a Flourish, he stands to address the crowd.

"Everyone listen up! Get inside the nearest building NOW! Everyone open your doors for the others. Goblins, LEAVE NOW OR THIS WILL BE YOU!!! I WILL FEED YOU TO THE BLOODY DRAGON I SWEAR." Dazzling Display. Easy 30+ on the intimidate with one of those rolls remaining.

Barbarian watches as the carnage happens around him. The question was settled, then rendered moot as the other person he was speaking to slew a whole mess of goblins. Hearing tell of a dragon, he looks up and sees his trusty bat flying through the sky with someone else.

"YO." being fully aware of his friend's hearing capabilities, he waves and yells from where he's at.

"BARBARIAN GOING TO GO GET DRINKS, THINGS AM PRETTY WELL IN HAND. NOT SEEM BE MUCH FOR BARBARIAN BE SMASHING. BARBARIAN PRETTY SURE BAT NOT FIT INTO PUB, MAYBE HOVER OUTSIDE ONCE DONE HAVING FUN WITH GOBLINS AND HAVE OTHER GUY STOP BY."

To the pub!!

Gary glances down at the Radiant man yelling orders and is immediately umcomfortable.

"I don't wanna eat goblins.....they taste awful....plus I make it a habit not to cannibalize humanoids...." Gary then hears his pal yell and flashes him a thumbs up.

"B says he is going to the bar, wants me to be there after we clean all this up, guess goblin bashing didn't interest him much, understandable I guess....Im gonna take us down, before guards start trying to shoot arrows at me...."

Gary begins to sound less assured than he was earlier, mostly at the mention of others bothering him. Gary brings Xullra down near the Captain, giving him a wary eye while flicking a goblin away.

I'm gonna assume a 42 minimum on perception allows me to hear BAB in the action. Also I can roll for the goblin flick if you want but I mostly did it for comedic value, as flicking goblins as anything large size sounds fun. Like flicking paper footballs neh?

Intimidate (Dazzling Display): 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (10) + 20 = 30

Cap slices through a wooden beam with wicked fast spins of his Falcata, making sure no goblins thought it wise to stick around, then he turns to face the newcomer.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 Guess I don't realize that you're friendly... Hmmm... Technically that means you're demoralized, as Cap thinks you're an enemy xD

Character roll - Hot or not?: 1d2 ⇒ 1 Huehuehue

"Listen Mr. Dragon, bat, thing... I don't wanna make a mess here in the middle of town, So maybe we can chill? Talk it out? Me, you, and th- he-.... ... .. beautiful... wha??? Erm... Hi. I didn't know there was hot- I mean someone riding the dragon...."

Xullra laughs as she steps off of Gary and approaches Cap.

"Aww, you're flustered. How cute. That was quite a show you put on down here with those goblins. You're quite skilled. Also, you've no need to fear Gary. He's actually very sweet."

She pats Gary on the shoulder.

"Now come on. Apparently we're meeting Gary's friend at the bar and he already offered to buy my drinks. I don't intend on letting him squirm out of that deal because of a pack of goblins."

Xullra turns on her heel, headed back toward the bar, fully confident that the boys are following.

I believe sense motive would be the roll yo determine weather something is hostile or not. Eh whatever not like it matters now, Gary already acts intimidated by social interaction anyway so neh. won't change much.

Gary watches Xullra leave, a bit happy actually.

"She's nice........But you.....your mean...."Gary glances at cap and snorts a bit.

"Don't force people to eat goblins without their consent.....its rude..." His voice is pretty quiet, even as a dragon. Gary gives the Paladin a wide berth, walking towards the bar Xullra is heading to, Glancing back once in a while to keep an eye on the paladin.

<---Swashbuckler.
Sorry my fault for not having it up lol. Also, my sense motive is a whopping +2. Cap has no idea what's going on xD

Cap puts his sword back in his pocket. "Hey I'm sorry. Never met a friendly bat-dragon-something before. What say I buy the drinks and we start over?" Cap seems legitimately upset that he may have hurt someone's feelings.

Gary glances at the Paladin Swashbuckler and scratches his chin.

"Well.....I guess that's fine.....I probably would feel the same in your position if I saw something like me.....Do you think they will have window seats? I would rather not transform back.....this form is safe.. .."Gary's words are shaky now and almost a whisper. It would seem social situations are his TRUE fear.

As for the Bar Gary is gonna attempt to find a window he can lay near so he can still be part of the group but not have to transform back. If there isn't any let me know and I'll hide somewhere to transform back lol. Gary must since BAB refuses to believe That Gary and Batty bat are the same. So limiting the need for people to try and argue that fact with him is frankly less troublesome lol.

All your efforts quickly destroy the goblin attack. Surviving goblins flee north in droves , in some cases preferring to leap to their certain deaths off the cliff at Junker's Edge rather than be captured.
In the shadow of the goblin attack, Sandpoint is hardly interested in finishing up the Swallowtail Festival, citizens retreat to their homes to hide and recover from the day's horrors, yet as they go, they take the time to thank you all for saving them. You are approached by Ameiko Kaijitsu. The innkeeper has been quite impressed with your actions, and offers you free rooms at the Rusty Dragon for a week as a way to thank them for defeating the goblins.
Anything you want to do before retiring for the night?

I think we have all decided to go drinking to more properly introduce ourselves to one another. If the Rusty Dragon has a tavern than all the better. So basically show us the way to, to the next whiskey bar! Also Gary attempts to not look anyone thanking him in the eye and in general tries to ignore them.

Yeah, pretty much drinking and getting to know these fools. Xullra has to meet the man that makes the dragonman feel like a sidekick.

Ameiko Kaijitsu, owner of the Rusty Dragon, is more than happy to provide you with "refreshments". On the house!

Gary, at some point realizing more people will approach him as a dragon who helped the town then some random guy, flys off somewhere, then casts teleport to teleport to the upstairs of the tavern (or wherever the rooms are.) and walks down to see everyone. He is gonna take his seat next to Bab

Was gonna stay transformed but decided it would be more fun being directly inside the Bar. And yes I wasted a high level spell for fluff, sue me. Also Gary is ready to pay for drinks since it is unlikely that the barkeep would have seen his transformation.

Don't you get dimension door as a freebie via maker's jump? Or is that later?

Barbarian drinks.

A lot.

And he is loud and very friendly towards anyone who bothers saying hello... though he's certainly an odd bird what with the way he speaks in the loudest sentences imaginable.

I do but it's a set distance, I feel like I would have needed to go further to safely transform without many people seeing him.....thoufh he did transform in the middle of town at one point....Im sure that won't come up *shifty eyes*

Gary laughs a little as Barbarian does what he does.....gets drunk and loud, like you do.

"So what did you end up doing after we got separated B? I ended up in a tavern...I was hoping it would have been empty but it was full....but that's where I met Xullra....Shes nice."Gary slightly motions to Xullra as he sips at his drink. Ale with honey.

Xullra chuckles.

"I wouldn't say nice, but friendly is at least accurate."

She extends her hand to BAB.

"BARBARIAN WIND UP IN BATTLE TO DEATH WITH TROLL, ONLY NOT ACTUAL BATTLE TO DEATH OR ACTUAL TROLL. THEN GOBLIN AM SHOWING UP, TRYING STEP WITH BARBARIAN, BUT BARBARIAN AM TOO AWESOME TO BE STEPPED TO. BARBARIAN ASK NOT-TROLL IF GOBLIN AM NOT-GOBLIN WHO AM ALSO IN GAME, BUT NOT-TROLL AM LIKE 'NAH BRO' AND THEN AM SLAYING LIKE FIFTEEN GOBLINS. BARBARIAN FIGURE THAT GOBLINS AM PROBABLY NOT LIKE SQUISHY CASTYS THAT AM ALWAYS SHOWING UP WHILE BARBARIAN AM BUSY BEING AWESOME, SO BARBARIAN LEAVE GOBLINS ALONE, AM SHOWING UP HERE, AM DRINKING. SO AM LIKE, BUSINESS AS USUAL OVER HERE."

He takes Xullra's hand, shaking it.

"AND NOW AM GREETING NEW FACE WHO AM RIDING BAT EARLIER. THAT AM GOOD, BAT AM NOT NORMALLY ABLE BE RIDDEN BY PEOPLE WHO AM NOT BARBARIAN. AM YOU ALSO BEST CLASS?"

Xullra cocks her head to the side.

"If you're asking me if I'm strong and swing heavy weapons around, the answer is no. I can take a hit if it comes to that, but my offensive talents lie elsewhere."

"IN CONCLUSION, AM NOT CASTY. OKAY, THAT AM FINE WITH BARBARIAN. AM PLEASURE TO MAKE ACQUAINTANCESHIP, BARBARIAN AM SURE."

Let me know when is time for the next morning, and the continuation of the adventure.

Okay, feel free to have NPCs bug us if you wanna join in lol.

Gary adjusts himself and sips his Ale again.

"Well I'm glad you didn't get into trouble, I'm also glad I didn't get into any trouble....sorry about vanishing on you again."Gary scratches his head in embarrassment then pats BAB on the shoulder. His eyes then eyes move towards Xullra.

"But yes I wouldn't say she's a castey....her magic seems to come from her own self, like it's just a natural part of her biology....like a muscle maybe? Natural abilities? Whatever the cause of it Is, it's certainly amazing, nothing I have been privy to.....and I have gone off on a tangent, I apologize." Gary seems embarrassed by his analytical approach to Xullra's abilities.

No problem, have fun!

Xullra laughs again.

"I wouldn't call what I do magic. It's more that gravity is my b$%+! and does what I tell it to do."

Barbarian looks Xullra up and down once again.

"SO BASICALLY AM LIKE BATTY BAT BUT SMALLER AND MORE MANUVERABLE? WHERE AM TINY GNOME BARBARIAN FOR DELIVERING PROPER SMASH?"

Cap joins the group at the table, carrying a fresh armload of flagons. "Hmm. I've heard about kineticists that have power over the elements, but never one that controlled gravity. Pretty awesome! They call me Cap. What about you, a beautiful lady, a well spoken Barbarian, and ... who are you? Wasn't there a bigass dragon bat thing here a minute ago?"

"Battybat. Figured if he was around he would cause more of a scene so I had him leave...." While technically not a lie he knew trying to explain they are technically one in the same would cause a headache. Gary looks up at Cap.

"Oh Um...I am Gary Woodrow, think of me as this guys sidekick. I join him on adventures and fetch Batty bat when the need arises....Also not technically a lie, at this point Gary is just trying to avoid as much stress as possible. HAH! Like he'll he could lol